Date: Wed, 3 Sep 2003 16:42:39 EDT
From: Bentedcol@aol.com
Subject: Last Resort Chapter 12

This story contains sex between young boys. If you are offended by this
kind of material, go find something else to read, like maybe Time
Magazine. If it is illegal in your area to read this material, move. If you
are under the age of 18, in due time you will grow old, but I am not going
to tell anyone to grow up. But do consider the consequences first, before
indulging into this story. This story is pure fiction and is completely
made up from the imagination of the author. So therefore it is copyrighted
material. Have fun, get the towel ready and enjoy.


The Last Resort
Chapter 12


	After the funeral reception, Dan headed to the hospital to see
Trevor. If luck would have it, he would be discharged by Monday. Andrew
wanted to stay behind, so Dan let him. Bob and Brad headed back to the Inn
to do some fiddling around. Louise and Janie decided to hang back in town,
do some grocery shopping. Ozone, Boomer, and Dizzy all went to their own
homes to shed their sorrow gear and get back into summer play clothes. They
had to back and get ready, because not only were they able to stay tonight
at the Manor, but Sunday as well. They would take the bus home after work.
	"You boys want to go to the store with us?" asked Louise.
	"Nah, we want to check out the library," said Billy.
	"We do?" asked Andrew.
	"Yeah, we do."
	"Okay, be at the Pizza Village by 4. That is when we are meeting
the boys there," Janie.
	"Will do mom," said Billy as he looked at his watch and saw they
just under two hours to kill. Billy and Andrew scurried off to the library.
	"Good afternoon young men," said the old lady sitting behind the
desk.
	"Hello Ma'am."
	"How is your report coming?"
	"Report?" Billy had to stop and think.
	"The report on Dunstin Manor."
	"Oh, that report. I need a few more information on it and I should
be done."
	Before the old lady could ask another question, Billy and Andrew
scurried down stairs. Billy went over to the shelf where to get the scrap
book he had looked at before.
	"It's not here," said Billy.
	"What isn't?"
	"The book with all the newspaper articles about Dunstin Manor."
	`Maybe someone checked it out."
	"You can't check it out. Look." Billy pointed to a sign. It read:

All Newspaper Clipping are for In-House reading only.

	Billy doubled check and tripled the entire shelf, making sure it
wasn't mis-shelved. He even checked the neighboring shelves, but came up
empty handed. Finally giving up, they went back up stairs.
	"Ma'am, where is the Dunstin Manor scrap book?" asked Billy.
	"It should be down there." The old lady got up and went down
stairs. She was amazed and surprised that she couldn't find it. "That's
odd. I wonder who would have taken it?"
	Billy and Andrew gave up and went out side. The sun was giving a
good fight to poke a hole through the clouds. Both Billy and Andrew hoped
that the sun would win. They walked down the street not saying a
word. After walking quietly for sometime, they found themselves right back
in front of the library. Billy thought he would give it one more shot. He
went in and sure enough the book was still missing.
	"I'm sorry the book is missing. But if I find it, I will hold on to
if for you," assured the old lady.
	Then a light turned on in Billy's head. He was grasping in the
dark, but it was worth a shot. "Ma'am, do you have a separate section of
obituaries?"
	"Yes we do," she gave an awkward smile. Not many kids ask to see
obituaries. She took them back down stairs and they found the shelf that
had many many scrap books. She then returned upstairs to her desk.
	"What are you looking for?" asked Andrew.
	"That's right, you don't know. The other night, Ozone and Dizzy
spent the night at the Inn. They both had nightmares, but they weren't like
ours. Both of them were different. Ozone dreamt about two boys being killed
in boathouse fire. Dizzy dreamt about two boys, Kyle and Brett, being
killed in the stables."
	"Is that what that conversation was all about in the cemetery this
morning?"
	"Yes, now let's see here." Billy found the obituaries for 1962. He
quickly looked for April and stopped.

Kyle Phillip Alexander Kyle Alexander, 11, died on April 17, 1962.  He was
killed by a horse riding accident.  Kyle is survived by his parents, John
and Roberta Alexander, Who are the owners of the Old Dunstin Manor.
Funeral services will be held the day after tomorrow At the Town Square
Community Church.

	"According to what you said, he wasn't killed riding a horse," said
Andrew.
	"No, but they wouldn't want to print that a two boys were found
laying naked to each other either. Especially during those days. Come on;
let's see if we can find the obituary for Brett."
	The two boys searched and searched, but nothing stood out for
Brett. As the funeral director told them earlier that day, they kept his
death hush hush.
	"Billy, I found something," said Andrew.
	"On Brett?"
	"No, you said that two boys were killed in a boathouse fire?"
	"Yeah,"
	"Look," pointed Andrew to the obituaries that he found.

Jeremy G. Abercrombie Jeremy Abercrombie, 16, died on October 13, 1958 He
was killed in a fire at Dunstin Manor.  Jeremy is survived by his Parents,
Davis and Gladys Abercrombie, His sisters, Elizabeth and Rebecah, and his
Brother, Davis Jr.  Funeral services will be held at Wisedale's Funeral
Parlor on October 13, 1958 at 1:00 P.M.

Matthew Alan Bartholomew
 Matthew Bartholomew, 16, died on October 13, 1958 He was killed in a fire
at Dunstin Manor.  Matthew is survived by his Father, Albert Bartholomew
his step mother, Wendy Bartholomew, and his two brothers, Theodore and
Benjamin Bartholomew.  Matthew is a native of Queens, New York, But his
family often took holidays at the Dunstin Manor.  Matthew will be buried in
his home town of Queens.  The funeral date has not been set yet.

	"So Matthew was not a local," said Andrew.
	"Abercrombie, I heard that name somewhere before," said Billy
trying to rack his name where he heard that before.
	"Why is it during school, I can't get you to go into the library,
but during your summer vacation, I can't seem to get you out of it?"  Billy
turned and saw his mom standing there in the doorway. "Now hurry up you
two, everyone is in the car waiting." Billy closed the book and placed it
back on the shelf. He looked and saw the old lady sitting behind her desk,
knitting.
	"You were right, Mrs. Abercrombie, they were down there again,"
said Janie as she left the library. Billy turned and saw the old lady give
him a smile and then he read the name plate on the desk.

Gladys Abercrombie Librarian

	Billy's eyes widen and wanted to stop and talk to her, but his
mother forced him outside and into the car. The car was crowded with
bodies, groceries, and overnight bags, but the trip back to the Manor went
quick.
	When the car was fully unloaded, Louise asked everyone what they
wanted for dinner. Brad was looking through the bags and saw
hamburger. "Burgers sound good."
	"I got an idea," said Jason.
	"What's that?" asked Bob.
	"Since it stopped raining and the stars are shining, can we go to
the other side of the lake and stay in one of the small cabins?"
	"Oh, Jason, they're filthy," said Louise.
	"Please Mom!!" begged Jason. The other boys joined in, pleading
with the grownups.
	"But what about dinner?"
	"We can make a small campfire and cook hot dogs on sticks,"
suggested Jason.
	"Bob?"
	"Did you buy marshmallows, chocolate bars and graham crackers?" he
asked.
	"Yeah, but what does that have to do with the boys staying at the
cabins?"
	"Simple, if they are having a campfire cook out, they need the
ingredients for s'mores."
	The boys cheered. They were so excited about staying in the
cabin. Now they could have some privacy without grownups, sisters, and
hopefully ghosts showing up out of nowhere.
	By the time Billy, Jason, Andrew, Ozone, Boomer, and Dizzy got to
the cabins on the other side of the lake the sun started to go to bed. They
quickly gathered fire wood and started a small campfire. It was tough going
at first, because the wood was wet from the rain, but finally got it
roaring.
	By the time the sun was out completely and the stars shining
bright, the boys had finished eating their hotdogs and S'mores. They just
sat around the campfire, telling stupid jokes, and laughing at Dizzy when
he passed gas.
	"I got something," said Boomer. He went to his backpack and pulled
out a six pack of bottled something. At first the boys thought it was wine
coolers. He pulled them apart and handed one bottle to each boy.
	Zone looked at his by the glowing light of the fire. "Yoo-hoo?"
	"Yeah, it was Cody's favorite drink. He drank nothing else. Thought
we could toast him or something," said Boomer.
	All the boys twisted the lids off and held their bottles towards
the fire, in which everyone had encircled, sitting down on the ground.
	"Here's to Cody. Although is body is no longer with us, may his
memory live forever through his stories" said Boomer.
	The boys all agreed and lift up their bottles and then took a
swing.
	"Stories?" said Andrew mostly to himself.
	"What did you say?" asked Billy.
	"Cody wrote stories," said Andrew as it dawned on him.
	"Yeah, you could always find him writing in his journal when he
wasn't hidden in his room," said Boomer
	"Billy, I almost forgot. The day Cody died; I read his latest
entry, which might have been his last entry."
	"What did it say?"
	"He described the scene between Scott and Doug. He even mentioned
their names."
	"Did he dream about them too?"
	"No, he said this idea for a story just popped in his head. But..he
also wrote who was beating up Scott and Doug."
	"Who was it?"
	"I don't know, I was going to read that part and we got
interrupted. Then when I went to check it out again, Cody said he left his
journal on the electrician's truck and it drove off with it."
	"Did you ask him who it was though?"
	"No I didn't get a chance," said Andrew.
	"You guys still think this whole ghost thing is real?" asked
Boomer.
	All the boys, except for Jason, nodded their heads.
	"Don't listen to them Boomer. I lived in the Inn as long as Andrew
and Billy has, and I haven't seen no ghosts," said Jason.
	"And why do you think that is?" asked Andrew.
	"Because there is no such things as ghosts. Ozone you believe in
ghosts?"
	"No, well at least not at one time, but now. I am not so sure. I
had a really bad nightmare about the boathouse and it felt so real and
all. And then when Billy told me earlier tonight about the obituaries, well
that got me thinking."
	"You can think all you want, but there is no such thing as ghosts,"
insisted Jason.
	"I agree," said Boomer. "Now I have another idea."
	"What's that?" asked Dizzy.
	"Oh let me see." Boomer scanned the boys around him. His eyes
landed on Ozone. "Ozone, truth or dare?"
	The boys all giggled and got excited. All of them were familiar
with this game.
	"Let's start this game off right. Dare."
	"I dare you to pull your pants and underwear down to your ankles,
lift up your shirt, and parade around the campfire."
	Everyone went "oooooooo" when they heard the dare. As if thinking
nothing of it, Ozone jumped up, dropped his britches and lifted his shirt
and shuffled around the campfire, while laughing. His floppy penis was
bouncing from side to side. He got back to his spot and pulled his pants
back up and sat down.
	"My turn," he said. " Jason, truth or dare?"
	"Truth," he plied.
	"Chicken," bellowed Boomer.
	"Have you ever kissed a guy?"
	The typical giggling and ooo's sprang from the other boys.
	"Uh..." Jason hesitated.
	"Well?"
	"Yeah," said Jason softly and to the ground.
	Jason quickly had to get the attention off of him. It was now his
turn. "Boomer, truth or dare?"
	"Dare."
	"I dare you to take a piss in the fire."
	Boomer stood up and tucked his shirt underneath his chin. He
dropped his pants to just above his knees and pointed his wiener towards
the fire. A golden flow streamed into the fire, causing a hissing sound
when it hit the hot ambers. After he was done, he shook his wiener five or
six times.
	"You shook it more then two times. You're playing with it," accused
Ozone who was smiling and laughing.
	"You're damn right," said Jason as he finished tucking his tool
back into his pants and taking his spot back on the ground.
	"Okay, let me see. Who hasn't gone yet? Dizzy."
	"Yeah,"
	"Truth or dare?"
	"Truth."
	"Have you ever been fucked by a boy?"
	Dizzy smiled and looked at ozone and then back at the
others. "Yeah."
	The boys roared and went into hysterics. They wanted to know who he
did it with, but they knew they had to wait until the next time he chose
truth. But Ozone already knew the answer.
	"Ozone,"
	"Give it to me. I want a dare and make it a good one."
	"I dare you to suck Boomer's wang for one minute."
	"Now that's what I'm talking about," said Boomer who immediately
got up and undid his pants.
	"Oh come on. He took a piss."
	"It's a dare. You gotta do it man," said Boomer.
	"Who has a watch?" asked Ozone.
	"I do," chimed in Billy. "Okay, go."
	Ozone took Boomer's semi hard cock into his mouth and began sucking
it. His head bobbing slowly up and down, taking him all the way in and back
to his head again. Boomer stood there with a shit eaten grin on his face as
he enjoyed what was being done to him.
	"Time."
	Ozone stopped.
	"Ah, man that was just a teaser."
	"Maybe next time," smiled Ozone as he went back to his spot by the
fire. "Okay, uhh, Andrew. Truth or dare?"
	"Dare."
	"I dare you to French kiss Dizzy while stroking each others dicks
for two minutes."
	Andrew let out a big sigh and stood up. He went to dizzy and held
out his hand to help Dizzy to his feet. Both of them undid their pants and
freed their hardening monsters. They gripped onto each other. Andrew turned
and looked at Billy. Billy nodded, and the two boys with their dicks being
stroked, began to kiss deep and passionate.
	Jason stuck his hand down his pants and started rubbing his harden
member. He could feel his hormones soaring as he watched these two boys
give each other a hand job and kiss each other. This was turning him on
like it did when he first saw Billy jack off that first night.
	"Time."
	"Okay, Andrew. Who's next?" asked Boomer.
	"Billy, truth or dare?"
	Soft and nervous like he said "Dare?"
	"I dare you to give Ozone a hand job until he squirts."
	"YES!!!!" roared Ozone with sheer excitement.
	Billy scooted into next to Ozone, who was already undoing his
pants. Once his hard and dripping member was released, Billy began to
slowly stroke it. He started off slow, but when Ozone started to get a
little hip action going, he increased his speed. Billy looked at the other
boys and saw that each one of them either had their hands in their pants,
or their dicks outside of their pants stroking their own tool. Billy looked
at Ozone. Ozone winked and shortly thereafter, gobs of white boy seed
spewed out onto Billy's hand. Billy then turned his attention to Boomer.
	"Truth or dare?"
	"Dare."
	"I dare you to lick my hand and Ozone's dick clean and swallow your
findings."
	Boomer went over to the two young lads took Billy's hand into his
own. Licking and sucking one finger at a time, making a slurping noise, he
cleaned up Billy's hand. He then lowered his head in between Ozone's legs
and took his softening member and sack into his mouth and sucked it
clean. Ozone became erect again within seconds. Once all of Ozone's cum was
now inside Boomer, he went back to his spot next to the fire.
	"Jason, truth or dare?" said Boomer
	"Dare."
	"I dare you to give Andrew a blow job until he releases. And you
have to swallow every bit of it."
	"Well..okay" gave in Jason as all eyes were upon him. He went over
to Andrew and knelt down. This was the fist time he was going to suck a
dick in front of others. Andrew undid his pants and released his hard
member. Jason didn't do any teasing; he just went right for it and took the
hard member into his mouth. He gradually pumped his head up and
down. Andrew was making soft muffled sounds. He could taste the saltiness
of the leakage coming from the tip of Andrew's dick. Andrew placed his
hands on Jason's head and helped him pump. The rhythm became faster. Andrew
closed his eyes and moaned as a sweet sensation just engulfed. Here again,
all the boys were fondling themselves as they watched Andrew get
sucked. That feeling started to flow through Andrew's body. Jason could
feel the pulsating feeling from the dick that was in mouth. Andrew was
bucking his hips to match the rhythm of the Jason's motion. The feeling got
too much to bear and Andrew rammed his cock hard and heavy into Jason's
mouth. Jason coughed and gagged as three squirts erupted and shot into the
back of his throat. They were followed by oozing dribble and Jason slurped
that up. After he was done, he stood up and wiped his mouth with this arm
and left out a belch.
	"That good?" laughed Boomer.
	"Okay, my turn. Billy, truth or dare?"
	"Truth."
	Jason was disappointed. He wanted him to say dare. "Okay, have you
ever been fucked by a boy before?"
	"No," said Billy honestly.
	"Andrew, truth or dare."
	"Dare."
	"I dare you to let Boomer finger fuck you for five minutes and
after each minute, he adds another finger."
	Boomer went over to Andrew, who had bare his pale ass and stuck it
up in the air. Boomer licked his finger to give it some lubrication and
slid it into the tight sphincter. He carefully moved it and out. Andrew's
dick was getting all hard again.
	"Second finger."
	Boomer did as he was told and added another finger. He moved it in
and out, stretching the tight muscles. He could feel himself getting sticky
and gooey in his own pants. Little did he know, Andrew was dripping precum
of his own unto the damp soil.
	"Three and a little faster."  Boomer stuck in the third one. This
one was a little tougher to do. But he managed. He increased his speed a
little and Andrew was constantly grunting as Boomer pushed inward.  "Four."
Boomer slid his last finger in. He couldn't move his hand that well,
because his thumb was in the way. But he wiggled his fingers around as
Andrew was moaning loud and long. Without Andrew seeing or hearing, Billy
motioned to Boomer what to do next.  Boomer leaned over and said in
Andrew's ear "When I say now, push as if you are going to take a massive
shit and it's stuck." Boomer prepared himself. "Now!"  Andrew grunted and
pushed his muscles down as if he was taking a massive dump. At this time,
Boomer slid his entire hand up Andrew's ass. All the boy's mouths dropped
because they couldn't believe it. Even with their own eyes. Boomer's entire
hand was swallowed up by Andrew ass. This feeling sent Andrew over the edge
and he screamed in both pain and pleasure and shot a second load on the
ground beneath him. Boomer carefully pulled his hand out. Without saying
anything, he went down to the lake and washed it and then returned to the
action. By this time, Andrew was dressed, but sitting oddly. His hind end
was throbbing and very sore.  Andrew vowed to get even with Billy. "Billy
truth or dare?"  "Truth."  "Chicken shit!!!" replied Boomer.  "That's
alright, if Billy wants to wimp out, let him."  "Okay, I take dare."  "Too
late. You said truth. Of everyone here around the campfire, who do you want
to take your anal virginity and load you up with their cum?"  Billy bit his
lower lip. Who did he want to do that? Then he gave his answer. "Dizzy."
"Ozone, truth or dare?"  "Dare."  "I dare you to suck Jason's dick and
Boomer's dick at the same time. Give them hand jobs and let them cum all
over your face."  "Alright."  Jason and Boomer stood up and very close to
each other. They dropped their pants and exposed their excited
members. Ozone grabbed onto them and jerked them a little, and then took
them both in his mouth. It was difficult to maneuver, but he managed. His
jaw got sore and cramped, so he resorted to jacking them off. Both boys
were thrusting their hips. Ozone had the aftertaste of their precum in his
mouth.  "I'm cumming!" yelled Jason.  Boomer let go of both dicks and
opened his mouth wide. Jason picked up where Ozone left off and jacked
himself off until a small fountain of white creamy flow splattered onto
Ozone's face. A gob hit him on the forehead, on the right cheek, and left
eye. Seeing this sent Boomer over the edge. He released his own fountain,
giving four squirts, two hit Ozone's cheek, one on his nose, and the final
one right into Ozone's open mouth. Both out of breath boys shook their
dicks, causing the dribble to be flung all over the place.  Ozone stood up
and wiped his face once with his hand. Then he licked his hand from bottom
to top, tasting both Jason and Boomer. Once they were done cleaning up,
Ozone flopped down.  "Boomer, truth or dare?"
	"Truth."  "Have you fucked any boys?"  "Oh come on, we already now
the answer to that one," said Dizzy.  "Yes" Dizzy was surprised. "Liar."
"I'm not lying. I am telling the truth."  "But the other day you said you
didn't."  "But since then I did."  "Who then?"
	"Can't say until I take truth again. Now, Dizzy truth or dare?"
"Truth."  "If you could fuck any boy here right now, who would it be?"
Dizzy thought for a minute. "Billy."  "Boomer, truth or dare?"  "I want to
say dare, but I know you want me to say truth. So truth."  "Who'd you
fuck?"  "Cody." Then Boomer's voice got really low and solemn. "We did it
the day he died."  "No way?"  "Yeah, it's true. I wouldn't lie about
something like this."  "At least he didn't die a virgin," commented Ozone.
"No he didn't. The creepy thing is that when he was pronounced dead, I
still had living cells of his swimming in me. Anyway, let's move on. Billy,
truth or dare?"  "Dare."  Ozone got a big smile on his face. He loved this
dare he just came up with. "I dare you to let Dizzy fuck you and fill you
up with his white creamy boy sauce."  Billy jerked his head. Dizzy couldn't
believe the dare either. Andrew was happy with the dare, because that met
that he wouldn't be the only one who got something up the ass that night.
"Can we move inside on our sleeping bags?"  "Nope, right here by the fire,
so we can see it."  Dizzy and Billy got together. They decided to strip
completely naked, so they wouldn't have any pieces of garment getting in
the way. Billy got on all fours and bit his lower lip. He wasn't quite sure
what to expect.  "Can I prepare him first? Or do I have to do a dry entry?"
"We don't want to hurt him too much. You can prepare him."  Dizzy spread
the white ass cheeks apart and placed his nose in-between them. He could
smell the aroma of young boy. It made his own cock dance slightly in the
nocturnal breeze. He stuck out his tongue and touched the tiny rose
bud. Billy squeezed his ass cheeks together and thrust forward a bit. Dizzy
reopened them and began tongue fucking Billy. Billy felt his own dick doing
the same dance as Dizzy. This was really getting him excited. Dizzy wet his
finger and slid it carefully inside. Billy gave a little groan. He moved it
in and out. Once he thought he was stretched enough, he added a second and
finally a third finger. Dizzy stood straight up on his knees and rested the
tip of his leaking cock onto the entry of Billy's ass. He grabbed onto both
of Billy's hips and slowly eased himself into him. Billy moaned as he felt
a hard, but wonderful cock of Dizzy's. He loved the feeling of his ass
muscles wrapping around the pulsating dick in him. Billy could feel Dizzy
skin touching his ass cheeks. Dizzy was all the way in. Dizzy slid out most
of the way, but not and then back in. When Dizzy thrust his dick into the
bowels of Billy, he would pull Billy's hips close to him. He did this
several times. Billy was moving his hips now, enjoying and loving the feel
and idea of Dizzy's cock inside of him. He thought it would be painful, but
Dizzy managed to do something to him that didn't cause any pain, just
tremendous pleasure. Dizzy started to buck faster and faster. Now Dizzy
joined in with Billy adding his groans to the chorus of the night. He
pumped in a few more times and "ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" He slammed his cock
hard into Billy and kept it there as it shot his cum into the depths of
Billy. Billy's eye lit up as felt the release of Dizzy inside of him. It
was such and incredible feeling. But now that it was over, he wished that
it had only begun. And maybe his wish would come true.  Dizzy slid out and
the boys decided just to remain naked. It was now Billy's turned. He knew
what he wanted. He had to be on the other end. But he had to pick the
person he knew would say dare and not truth. He couldn't wait for his turn
to come around again. He had to do it now. After all, he was the only one
who didn't cum yet.  "Ozone, truth or dare?"  Ozone smiled, knowing what
Billy desired. Needed. Wanted. "Dare."  "I dare you to let me fuck you
until I cum."  Without another word, Ozone got out of his clothes.  "How
you want me? Doggy, Straddle or Missionary?"  "Can we try missionary?"
asked Billy. He wanted to see Ozone's eyes as he fucked him.  "Sure can. He
positioned himself on the ground and had a quivering, nervous Billy climb
on top of him. Ozone licked his own hand and prepared himself for
Billy. Then he took some of Dizzy's remains that were dribbling out of
Billy and fingered it into himself. Once he was ready, he raised his legs
onto Billy's shoulders. Billy scooted forward and easily he slid his aching
cock into Ozone. Billy started to fuck Ozone slowly at first. One pump. Two
pump. His balls started to dance and get a very strong feeling. Three
pump. Four pump. He felt his swollen cock grow even bigger and swell. He
knew he had to be filling Ozone up with gobs and gobs of precum. Five
pump. Billy's body started to shake all over. He has had orgasms before,
but this one was so much different. So much better then all the other
combined. Six pump. Seven pump. Billy pushed his dick hard and deep into
Ozone's ass, releasing his boy seed deep into Ozone. Ozone reached up and
grabbed a quivering Billy and pulled him down and kissed him
passionately. Billy could feel the precum on his stomach that was leaking
out of Ozone's own cock. Billy became soft and slid out. Billy's heart was
pumping fast and he was out of breath. That was the best orgasm ever.
	After that last dare, the boys decided to go into the cabin and
call it a night. They climbed into their sleeping bags that were sprawled
out on the floor. Each boy decided to be daring and sleep naked, after all
no one would walk in on them. Plus they locked the door, so the fear was
even less. Billy settled down and looked at his watch. "2:15."
	"Andrew, are you awake?" whispered Billy.
	"Yeah, what time is it?"
	"2:15"
	Billy could hair the soft snore of Boomer, who's head was at his
feet. Billy shined his flash light and saw that Dizzy on his right side was
already asleep and Ozone on his left side was already asleep.
	"Andrew, is Jason asleep?"
	"Let me check. Sppst! Jason. You awake?" There was no reply. The
two boys with their eyes open waited until 2:37 passed.
	Ozone felt the hard cock push in and out of his ass. He loved this
feeling and wanted it harder and deeper. Then something brushed across his
nose. It was a smell. He couldn't place his finger on it. The person behind
him continued to fuck him hard. He realized he was on a boat and the boat
was rocking with the movement. The smell finally matched a word and landed
on the tip of Ozone's tongue.
	"Gasoline."
	The darkness around him lit up immediately with a whoosh of
flames. He stood up and ran to the door. It was locked. He tried and tried
to open it, but couldn't. He ran to the garage door to the boathouse, but
it was locked too. He heard creaking and cracking as the flames roared its
fiery cry at them. He started to cough and gag as the smoke intruded his
lungs. He tried to breath, but had a hard time getting gasps of fresh
air. He heard something break above him and he looked up. The inferno roof
collapsed. Ozone sat straight up in his sleeping bag. He was drenched with
sweat.
	Ozone snuggled in the hay next to the boy he was laying next
too. The rain and thunder turned into a sweet lullaby to him. Then a loud
bang echoed through the stable. Dizzy opened his eyes and saw a horse
coming down on him. He screamed and shot straight up in the darkness of the
cabin.
	Boomer stopped and on the edge of the stoop. He saw the garbage
container that sat in the little dirt alley way behind the ice cream
parlor. He lifted the garbage bag in his hand and walked to the
dumpster. He tossed it in and brushed off his hands with a several sliding
claps. His attention was taken towards the ground below him. Something was
just tossed and landed just in front of his bare feet. He saw something fly
by him. Then something else flew by him. There were several small things
swarming around him. Then he felt a needle prick in his leg, then his arm,
and leg again. Bees, were stinging Boomer all over his body. Boomer swatted
at them. He tried to move, but his legs wouldn't listen to his brain. He
felt his throat close tight. He gasp for air, but none was making it to his
wanting lungs. Through the small swarm he saw someone watching him. Boomer
cried for help, but nothing came out. The bees' stings had taken his
voice. The person just sat there. Watching him. Watching him with evil
eyes.
	"Boomer!! Wake up!!!" yelled Billy.
	"He's suffocating!" yelled Andrew.
	Boomer was convulsing and gasping for air, but taking none in. His
eyes were wide open, but looking through them. Ozone and Dizzy both shot up
in their sleeping bags and heard the commotion over at Boomer's location.
	"WAKE UP!!!!" yelled Billy as he was shaking Boomer with all of his
effort. Andrew was holding the flashlight. They could see Boomer beginning
to turn blue.
	"He's awake, his eyes are open," said Andrew.
	"No, he's still asleep. He's having a night terror."
	"JASON BOOMER!!! WAKE THE FUCK UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!" yelled Billy at the
top of his lungs as he flung his hand down and slapped Boomer on the face,
leaving a well defined red hand print.
	Boomer's body fell limp to the ground.

To Be Continued...

Yes, I know. I stopped in a very exciting part. But I have to do something
to ensure that my readers will return for the next chapter. It is my way to
make sure I have loyal readers. I do hope you forgive me on this. As usual,
I am always anxious to hear from you all to let me know what you think. So
please email me with your feedback, both the good and the bad. I want to
know what you think. Thanks. -Ben